On the way home last night I was attacked in the street. I didn't get a good description of the men who did it, and even if I did I don't know if I would have the courage to step up to the police.

I feel very violated and scared, and very angry. Getting to the Library today was... I sat on my porch just silent trying to get the courage to walk out to the street for three hours. Mom ended up driving me but I am detirmened to get home on my own.

I am for the most part fine, some scratches and bruises but they didn't manage to get into my clothes so I feel like as long as I don't think about them touching me and throwing me around too much I can get over it. I'll never trust this City again... or at least I won't for awhile.

I don't know. I'm really emotional. I don't know what to think anymore...